ATIAC will return on Friday, March 30th.
I have to go get the broken tooth that’s been sitting in my mouth for five years removed at the local ‘sliding-scale’ dental clinic by a stern and unforgiving man in tight rubber gloves. (wooooooooooo! yeah!)
Apologies for the intermittent updates. I’ve been busy sobbing, munching penicillin, doing my pilates, reading, eating soup, and sleeping. And going to the dental clinic, which is conveniently located 2400 miles into the heart of the wilderness, past all traces of civilization, near the Forbidden Zone.
The wildlife will return when I can open my mouth without moaning or bleeding.